C16 Don't Want to See Me?

When the precious leather shoes slammed into the ground and made a sound of kowtowing, everyone present immediately felt their hairs stand on end. Their hearts were in their throats, and even the air they passed through seemed to become stagnant for a moment, causing them to have a cautious atmosphere in their breathing. He really did not want to experience it again.

Today, on the CEO's body, the aloofness and coldness seemed to have added a touch of coldness to it, causing people to feel intimidated and not dare to look at him directly.

Moreover, he knew that the source of all this came from the woman in front of him. Only she had such great influence over the CEO. Update First Time

"No, what's the matter? Is he busy? "Then I'll come back later." Fu Xiaoqian's heart sank when she saw the serious expression on Le Sen's face. She thought that the smartest thing to do was to run away.

However, Leeson was unwilling to let Fu Xiaoqian go just like that. He stepped forward and grabbed her arm, then realized that something was amiss. He then released his hand and said, "Then, you should go see the CEO now."

"Must it be now?"

"Maybe this is the best time." I'm afraid the ice won't melt after accumulating for so long! He couldn't help but sigh for his CEO as he stared at the girl in front of him who could see right through him with a single glance. It seemed like this time, his CEO Shui Ruo was in love, but Luo Hua had no intention.

"Oh …"

Looking at Le Sen who was standing in front of the elevator door, Fu Xiaoqian gave a curious answer. It seemed like she had no choice but to go meet that freak.

Fu Xiaoqian knocked on the door twice in a very polite manner. Before she could get a reply, she pushed open the door and entered.

"F * ck off."

The person behind the desk didn't even raise his head when he heard a low and cold voice. It sounded like a desolate desert that had been eroded by a hundred years of wind and sand. It suddenly gave people a feeling of helplessness, as if they were standing alone in a boundless desert.

Tsk, he's going to be lonely? Would he be helpless? Fu Xiaoqian cursed silently. He reckoned that as long as he waved his hand, there would be hundreds of people surrounding him. If he stomped his foot, anything would be easy to capture!

After a few minutes, just as Liao Zhenbo's patience was about to reach the breaking point, he raised his eyes and saw Fu Xiaoqian pulling open the door a crack just as he imagined he would and was about to step out.

"Halt."

A cold and gloomy hurricane suddenly appeared behind her back, bringing with it countless particles that were like sharpened ice spears as they shot towards her in unison. By the time she wanted to dodge, it seemed that she had already lost the best opportunity to do so.

The flying figure grabbed her arm. In the next moment, the door was slammed shut. With a push of her long arm, Fu Xiaoqian's entire body was pressed against the thick wooden door.

His strong arms were at her side, holding her between the door and his chest. Her cold eyes were like a sharp sword that pierced her face, as she clenched her teeth and asked, "What? You don't want to see me? "Hmm?"

A pair of phoenix eyes that were as clear as the sun shone on Fu Xiaoqian's stiff face. It was as if her thoughts would be revealed to him in the next second without reservation. The first thing she did was to update the word "En". It came out of his nose and made her want to escape but she couldn't.

The sudden and violent recoil caused Fu Xiaoqian's thin back to slam against the door, causing her to feel pain in her back. Her legs felt weak, and her whole body was pressed against the door. They were so close that she could clearly feel his strong heartbeat.

She had never been so close to Zhuo Ran before …

Fu Xiaoqian pursed her lips and lowered her eyes. This feeling was too unfamiliar, too intense, and too afraid.

"You're so dismissive of me?" Liao Zhenbo grabbed her jaw, forcing her to raise her face to his.

She felt wronged that her slightly pale face had been questioned repeatedly by him. Her eyes suddenly turned red as she stared at him accusingly, "You're still questioning me? Weren't you the one who told me to scram? "

"Ha, isn't this just what you want?"

A terrible malice suddenly rose up in his eyes, and the hand clamped to her jaw was moving inch by inch until it came to her neck, which was as white as mutton fat. Perhaps with a little effort, he could break her slender neck and put an end to the source that was tormenting him.

Whether she wanted to or not, the man in front of her always liked to force his ideas on her.

His rough palms had a faint smell of tobacco. It was as if a magical fire was burning her skin. Everywhere it went, it was like a scorching fire, causing her to shiver, making her afraid, making her forget about resisting.

When he looked up again, the horror in her eyes made him hate the idea that had suddenly occurred to him. A fist landed on the door behind her. "Why? Why did you show up in front of me? "How long are you going to torture me like this?"

The sudden roar, the tears of grievance, she could no longer hold it in as they seeped out from the corners of her eyes and slid out into her eyes. She tried to defend herself, "I did not."

It was clearly he who had been thinking of ways to torture her, interrogate her, speak words that she could not understand, forcing her to commit a crime she did not understand.

Liao Zhenbo was stunned as he saw the teardrops on her face. Without any hesitation, he bent his head down to kiss her tears.

Fu Xiaoqian reflexively tilted his head, and the kiss landed on her neck.

This kiss seemed to be even more destructive than the morning before, burning her scalding skin and causing great waves in her calm heart, causing her heart to palpitate.

He lifted his head and no longer looked at him. With an indifferent expression, he turned around and walked toward that transparent space.

Only the bright red on the snow-white carpet, with its cold flowers, snaked out into the lonely space.

"Your, your hand is bleeding." Fu Xiaoqian stepped forward.

"Don't come over."

Her voice was cold and distant, as if she was extremely poisonous, deeply afraid that if it were to be contaminated even a little bit, it would be impossible to recover from it.

Fu Xiaoqian, who had been silenced, gripped the hem of her skirt tightly. She stood hesitantly on the spot, wanting to speak but was unable to.